Lyrics My Nigga - Nick Wiz

My Nigga

Yeah, yo, UG
The Batman, murdered many off the Henny, semi-
-auto track killer who’s wild like a batch of gorillas
I’ll tackle your village then pillage, son, I’m heartless
Rip your cartilage then disappear into the marshes
Popping a cartridge.
Rap artist, I’ve been neglected
Infectious, my necklace attracts the best chicks
From here to Texas, my sketches be treacherous
Fuck your guest list—we're rushing, flow disgusting
No discussion, drop bombs, talk firearms, form like
Voltron, words swarm like killer bees
Killing emcees with ease.
Nigga, please.
U.G.'s
A natural, quick to smack you.
Who wanna battle?
What?!?
Who’s my niggas?
Are you my niggas?
U.G., I’m trying to get this loot, my niggas
If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my niggas
Life or death?
Which one will you choose, my niggas?
Who’s my nigga?
Are you my nigga?
U.G.
Come on, let’s get this loot, my nigga
If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my nigga
Life or death?
Which one will you choose, my nigga?
Yeah, yo
Demolish knowledge like astrologist, flows brolic
Hold your wallet, blow chronic, Flow-
-stradamus deep like the mind of Islamics
I’m ill like convicts with double life, hit your bubble twice
I hit your feathers.
My status severs, leaves you Headless
Like The Horseman, blow a portion of your face off
This ain’t a cakewalk.
I’ll spray talk like assault rifles
My thought slice through your feeble mind.
Optimus Prime
Roll out with my gold out, holding a stout
In my left hand.
Nike headbands and new kicks
UG spits automatically, mental
Capacity of computers ‘fore I bruise your
Whole future, shoot ya in the roof of
Your head piece—rest in pieces, hold Jesus
Flow devious/D.V.-ous like Alias Khrist, nailing your wife
You’re stupid?
Nick Wiz, let’s get this loot, kid
Who’s my niggas?
Are you my niggas?
U.G., I’m trying to get this loot, my niggas
If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my niggas
Life or death?
Which one will you choose, my niggas?
Who’s my nigga?
Are you my nigga?
U.G.
Come on, let’s get this loot, my nigga
If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my nigga
Life or death?
Which one will you choose, my nigga?
Battlestar
Galactica, slashing ya like inmates in Attica
Tackle your mindstate, I rhyme great from The Crime State
Where niggas pump drugs or pump slugs comes
UG the Invincible, rhyme pro, verbal nine blow
Nickelodeon slime flow, my shines glow
Like lanterns in catacombs, baffle your dome
Rattle your home like earthquakes when I’m speaking
Leave you leaking.
My jewels flash like a beacon on
Airfields, bare steel rip through the specialist
Got fetishes for bow-legged broads with breasteses
The best at this—remember my name.
Dismember and maim
Delivering pain insane—this ain’t a game, kid
Who’s my niggas?
Are you my niggas?
U.G., I’m trying to get this loot, my niggas
If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my niggas
Life or death?
Which one will you choose, my niggas?
Who’s my nigga?
Are you my nigga?
U.G.
Come on, let’s get this loot, my nigga
If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my nigga
Life or death?
Which one will you choose, my nigga?